[locked to peter_weps_ince]

[mute_clay]

Clay is walking along the shoreline. His jeans are wet from the spray but he doesn’t seem to notice.
He is wearing a jacket for once.

He isn’t looking for Weps.




Exactly.

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[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay looks shocked. He puts a hand to his heart and bows his head a little. Then he moves closer and puts both arms around Weps.

I'm sorry

[peter-weps-ince.livejournal.com]

Weps turns his head to Clay's shoulder and lets the tears that have been threatening all day, to fall. He feels a sense of loss unlike anything he's known and the warmth of Clay's embrace breaks through his defences. It's a relief.

[mute-clay.livejournal.com]

Clay holds him, not trying to shush him, just letting him feel.

He rests his chin against Weps's head and closes his eyes.

He can feel Weps' pain in the tears falling on his shoulder and in the hardness of Weps' shoulders.